Little things that mean a lot …

… Morsels for a Feast. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)

The second time I read this collection I became more conscious of the repetitions of words, images and certain phrases – like “lure”, “lilies”, “geese”, “task”, variations of the question “who can ever say?” – and I found myself becoming properly lured into its organic whole. In the process I found myself becoming happier, more upright and at ease, kinder even, and certainly more attentive to life outside of the book, once I had put it down.